Chapter 82: Spoiled daughter

As Elena's chariot approached the towering gates of the kingdom, the sound of hooves on cobblestones echoed in the air, accompanied by the jingle of the horse's harness.

The sunlight glinted off the gold and silver decorations that adorned her chariot, casting a dazzling reflection around her.

As she drew closer to the kingdom gate, two figures could be seen in the distance, huddled together in conversation.

Their cloaks flapped in the wind as they exchanged words, their expressions inscrutable.

"Let us return to Lord Elvis and report the news of Elena's safe arrival," one said. "I suppose that makes the mission accomplished," the other replied.

With a sudden burst of energy, the figures darted away, disappearing from view like wraiths in the mist.

As she entered the castle, Elena walked down the hallway with purpose, trying to avoid the curious glances of the castle staff. Her strides were long and confident, belying any signs of weakness or hesitation.

But her father, the king, wa